My two midterms today went decently. I did the best I could, and that's all anybody can ask. I passed them, for sure, though my actual grades are hard to predict. I have some more stuff tomorrow. Then... and oh the glory of "then...", a nice, relaxing weekend with no homework. That's the least they can do, I feel.
Here's a picture taken in a friend's room down the hall. These ladies have since abdicated, but it's still the building I live in. Now, remember the talk about our crazy bathrooms and whatnot? This is what can happen!
Don't let mushrooms happen to you.
After my morning test and before my afternoon one, The Professor, Cowboy, Bernie, and Nietzche accompanied me to Lush, which is a really decent restaurant. It's open all night, by the way, though we've never been in the middle of the night. Anyway, we got a late breakfast, and it was delicious. Scrambled eggs, hash browns, toast, bacon, coffee... and a grilled tomato. I don't understand the tomato. Anyway, it was good. Cowboy had purchased a China Daily, which is the English-language newspaper of the PRC. Yet he wouldn't share the crossword puzzle with us. So I went down to drop my own 10 cents on one, and in so doing almost missed the bus back. Not that another wouldn't come, but it was a thrill to run with Nietzche to the bus stop and get there just in time. On the bus we worked on our crossword puzzle without Cowboy's help, thank you very much. It's not done, but neither is his. And we had more fun, I think.
If it's true that the soul is nourished by living in community, I think maybe that is part of the problem I've been experiencing. However, forcing oneself to build new relationships with strangers is difficult. I don't particularly like doing it. It's awkward. But maybe my own discomfort is not the point. I guarantee it, actually. This life isn't a play about me. So what is my hesitation to forge bonds with others? Why do I feel like they need to reach out to me all the time? I think maybe I expect to be invited into some imaginary group. My claim to a group of stranger's attention or affection or companionship or what have you is just as legitimate as anyone else's. That's something that seems bizarre, really. I need to start making that a reality in my mind. (That means I'm gonna have to actually put myself out there. Boo.)
Ok, time to go home and meet Cowboy for dinner. We're going to a place called 太坪饺子馆. They have tasty foods. I think that second character may be wrong, but who's going to correct me? Haha. It's supposed to be ping3, but I don't know if it's the right one, and I don't remember.
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